Love Prevails のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 201 - チャプター 210

The drive back to Meghan and Lloyd’s house had intensifying moments. Jullian could feel Grace’s eyes on him, her lips twitching with amusement.“You’re thinking something,” he said, keeping his gaze on the road.Grace tapped her nails against the dashboard. “Oh, just that for a man hell-bent on tracking a criminal, you look surprisingly attractive when you’re brooding.”Jullian shot her a look. “You trying to distract me?”“Me?” She gasped dramatically, placing a hand on her chest. “I would never. That would be wildly inappropriate given the circumstances.”He smirked. “And yet, here we are.”She leaned closer, her perfume filling the space between them, her voice dropping. “I could be helpful, you know. If you need stress relief.”His grip on the steering wheel tightened. “Grace...”“Yes, Jullian?” she smirked, batting her eyelashes. “Behave.”She laughed, thoroughly enjoying herself.

Jullian opened his eyes slowly, the sterile white ceiling of the hospital room glaring back at him. The sharp scent of disinfectant clung to the air, and the beeping of machines drummed a steady rhythm against his skull. He shifted slightly, and a dull pain pulsed through his side."Well, look who's awake." Grace smiled, looking at him.His gaze slid to the chair beside his bed, where Grace sat, her legs crossed, arms folded, and with an expression somewhere between relief and exasperation.He smirked. "Miss me, cupcake?"Grace rolled her eyes. "Not really. I was just enjoying my peace and quiet until you started stirring."Jullian let out a dry chuckle, which quickly turned into a grimace as pain shot through his ribs. "Ow. Maybe don't make me laugh yet."Grace sighed, shaking her head. "Maybe you should try not getting shot next time.""Noted." He winced, adjusting slightly. "How long have I been out?""Long e

Jullian stretched gingerly as he stepped into his flat, inhaling the familiar scent of leather and cologne. The place was exactly how he had left it, minimalistic, sharp, and undeniably his. Dark furniture, crisp lines, and a kitchen that looked barely used. He had spent so much time on the move that his home rarely felt lived in. Grace’s presence had made that obvious.He exhaled, lowering himself carefully onto the couch. The stitches pulled slightly, but at least he wasn’t confined to a hospital bed anymore.The past week at the Jones residence had been interesting. Grace had made sure he behaved, enforcing rest with a sharp glare and, on more than one occasion, a thrown pillow. Her parents had been surprisingly welcoming, though he suspected James had enjoyed watching Jullian squirm under his daughter’s watchful eye. Now, she was back at work, and he was back in his own space alone. He frowned at the thought. He had spent years thriving on solitude, y

Jullian Hemmingway didn’t waste time when he knew what he wanted, and right now, the one thing he wanted, the one thing he had wanted for a while, was Grace Jones. Not in a passing, fleeting way. Not in the way he used to want things, where they were interesting for a moment before the thrill faded. Grace was different.She had been there when he was shot, fussed over him while pretending she wasn’t, and tolerated his relentless teasing like no one else ever had. She challenged him, made him laugh, and somehow, he was always thinking about her.She gave him a sense of stability. Not a fleeting moment with just another woman. Not just a hookup or a temporary relationship. With Grace, he felt it would be his forever. So, after weeks of what he considered a very patient wait, weeks jesting, simple tou he's, qui k bites to eat, and let's not forget those looks she gives him when she thinks he's not watching, he decided it was time.Grace was going to be his. Officially.And if she had a

The Macclesfield hospital bustled with the usual controlled chaos of a busy weekday. Nurses darted between rooms, doctors exchanged quick words in the hallways, and the scent of antiseptic clung to the air. Marshall strode through the corridors with the ease of a man who had spent years in the trenches of high-pressure situations. But today, his focus wasn’t just on his patients. Danielle loved working closely with her husband. Sharing their fruitages of both homelife and business life. However, the past week had introduced an unexpected disruption when they hired a new intern, a young nurse named Victoria Langley. From the moment she’d stepped into the hospital, Victoria had made it painfully clear that she had no regard for boundaries.She was undeniably attractive, with striking auburn hair and a confident smile, but it wasn’t just her appearance that had drawn attention. It was her attitude. Victoria, otherwise known as Vicki,